Car Crash

Sarah’s POV

I told the driver to turn the car around, but he wouldn’t listen. I thought he might not have heard me, so I said it again.

“I said turn the car around.” Before I could finish, he grabbed my neck with one hand while steering with the other.

I screamed and tried to push his hand away. He couldn’t focus on driving properly, and as I struggled, he lost control of the car.

Then, I heard a loud crash as we drove into the wrong lane and hit the road markings.

I was in the car, struggling to breathe because something was blocking the air. When I saw the driver bleeding from the head, I tried to escape. But he grabbed my hand tightly and pulled me back into the twisted car.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked in a scary voice.

I bit his hand in the struggle, but he didn’t let go. Why couldn’t they leave me alone?

I was getting weaker, and the driver, who I thought was working for my dad, was stronger than me. When I couldn’t fight anymore, something hit our car.

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